You come home from an over night shift of work one morning to find me, your girlfriend, sitting on our leather sofa with a variety of items scattered about. Items that shock you as they catch your gaze, and confuse you in regards to their purpose. A diaper, wipes, powder, pacifier, rattle, onsie, did I start a new job as a sitter or something? Though truly, why these items are out shouldn't come as a surprise to you. It's not as if I haven't expressed my desire in having a little to take care of, you having no interest in entertaining the idea. That is until I convince you otherwise, threat... Show more